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*As Fluke moves on, Tyralis moves methodically through the room, searching for peepholes, concealed doors, arrow slits, etc.*

I'm still here, I'm just in reaction mode due to volume of other stuff. Any time something comes up on my subscribed list, I read it, but I don't have spare cycles to search out stalled stuff, see? ;)

Or is it that, rather than stats for just 3 goats and the pasture, it would be a write-up on animal PC's, as you said, a discussion of the land where goats are sentient, and interact with bridges, and the type of society that springs up around them. I think the main question is whether these...

Wryy stares in awe at the fortress, and turns to Skyka and Aalun, clearly at a loss. After a moment, he pulls his saber hilt, points back at the darker areas previously explored, and mimics carving a hole in the wall, then shrugs. He then points at the ship, and points up in the sky with a wry...

*Wryy shrugs, and nods, letting his saber fall to his side, and follows after Skya and Aalun.*

Totally your fault. Turn in your antennae, and chitter quietly to yourself for a week, then you'll get back. I think it's all our faults - we seem at a bit of a loss what to do here. I know I am....

*Tyralis nods.* "They like as not have something up their sleeves. But I don't relish the idea of fighting them from two sides - if we start with the first door, and work our way down, we're less likely to be pinned in.... Fluke, can you sneak in to the room and check it out without getting...

*Sri nods to himself.* "Roger, Major. I've got you covered." *He continues to scan the bunker through his scope.*

Sorry - was out of town for the weekend. *Wryy nods, and holds up his fingers, counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, etc until Skyla/Aalun indicates a number of foes. He then points at the top of the wall, and his lightsaber, and cocks his head curiously.*

*Tyralis nods.* "Sure enough." *So saying, he readies his shield, makes sure he has a handaxe within easy reach, and draws his battleaxe, limbering his arms up.*

*Tyralis sniffs, then grins.* "Mmmmm. After we remove them, we can eat! Maybe one of them will know how to fix up my leg too...." *He draws his bow again, and creeps to the corner, trying to peer around the corridor.*

Me too!

"Stupid ambush predators. Does anyone have a hunk of meat we could dangle? Or some alchemist's fire we could splash in there?"

So, what's the next game? ;)

I'm guessing from the "~Fin" at the end of Isida's post, we're done. She's the only GM I've played under that actually ran a game to completion (this is the 2nd). It's an odd feeling, but a nice one. ;) Oooh - I just realized - Kelthet's albinoism got "fixed" from this. :)

*High-five!* Thanks indeed. It was a lot of fun! I'm going to develop a Snail Rider PrC for Kelthet now, and keep him going. ;)

*Sri focuses through the scope, scanning slowly over the bunker.* "Looks like a viewport, plasteel. Too fuzzy to really see through. No security or weapons visible. Hell, no entrances. Wait, wait.... Movement inside, but I can't make it out - something's in there, though."

As the wookiee in question, I have to hope that we're talking about going up to 3 or 4, rather than down to 1. ;) Though this is an SW game....

*Wryy'ethh grins, and nods, letting out a short barking yowl. Cai rolls her eyes.* "He says he's always careful." *Wryy pulls his saber from his belt, but doesn't ignite it, and makes sure what little gear he carries is properly stowed, to avoid making unneccessary noise, then looks to the...

*Wryy bellows as quietly as possible, gesturing off towards the other side of the structure.* *Cai nods, and turns to the group.* "Perhaps a quick scout around the structure, just to see if there is anything of interest? I doubt they have convienently provided us a back door, but stranger...